Harry looked forward to back to Hogwarts day. I mean, his biological family treated him bad and yes he now lived with the Weasley's, but a break from the Burrow chaos? Count him in.

He and Ron got a compartment, waiting for you and Hermione. Until Ron got up to go check out the sweet carta before everything was taken.

You entered the compartment soon after Ron left to the sweet cart. And you looked like you had fought for your life through the swarms of the first years on the Hogwarts Express.

He gave a small laugh as you out away your bags before giving a sigh, hand on your hips.

Harry: "Let me guess, first years?"